Hi Folks.
It’s been a while. Sorry. Turns out that going to school full-time, working 40 hours a week, and have a 3-hour commute each day (round trip) is HARD. I’m not complaining, because things are going well, but…holy guacamole.
Anyway, here are a few things that have happened since we last got together:
I accidentally ate a piece of BANANA CAKE. It just looked like white cake with yellow frosting. I put a bite in my mouth, gagged a little bit, threw it in the trash, and tried to forget the trauma. I’m still not over it. Bananas are the worst.
I learned that umbrellas are mankind’s worst attempt at technology. Here’s what happened to mine all in the span of one hour:
1. The plastic protective shield that is supposed to keep your finger from getting pinched in the metal part (you know, the part you squeeze to collapse your umbrella) broke off.
2. True to form, I squeezed the metal part to collapse the umbrella and it pinched off a sizeable chunk of my index finger.
3. While I was walking along, gingerly cupping my hand to keep the blood from getting all over me, the top part of the umbrella broke off completely and went bouncing down the sidewalk.
It was cold and wet and windy, and I no longer wanted to live.
Then I bought a new, better umbrella, and so far it hasn’t failed me. But it’s only been, like, 6 days. So we’ll see.
I’ve been giving my bedroom a makeover, including putting this on the wall:
It’s a little bit hippie for my taste, but I do like the warm colors. They’re lovely in the colder weather.
It’s also been a big week for using online deals, for me. I used my first Groupon and I tried GrubHub for the first time. GrubHub? Awesome. You order food without having to talk to anyone on the phone. Groupon? Awesome, but also anxiety-inducing. You want the deal, but you don’t want to go use it when 478 OTHER PEOPLE HAVE JUST BOUGHT IT. How do the restaurants and places like that handle it?
Anyway, I bought a mani-pedi combo on Groupon and then started freaking out because the Yelp! reviews weren’t great, but I had an okay experience. My nails look better and I got a good hour or so of relaxing, even though I wasn’t completely relaxed because I always feel like I need to be helping my attendant. I feel bad when they do your nails and then you can’t touch anything so they have to cart your purse and your coat and your stuff around for you. And then your jeans are all rolled up and they come over and roll them back down for you before you leave, and you feel totally helpless, but also grateful because they just brushed some pristine polish on your nails and you don’t want to scratch it.
In the end, I love the final result of my mani-pedi, but it has done a number on my already solid guilt complex.
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